Is it a jealous boyfriend
Or just my third eye burning
You may not choose to
Share your bed with a copacetic
Head if you unearth
Your palace as an exciting
And wondrous place
Do you marvel at the handiwork
While nature vines about
Twisting through the sod
Do you want to see it close
Rub your nose in the fruit of life
Does a sunrise smell of change
Are we two peas in a pod
The brackish seawater
Calls to the mermaid in your
Green and noble heart
At its first spring
Flower petals softly floating
Like the snow around your soul
Scales protect you from the sting
In a magnificently trialed
Stand in western lonesome awe
Find your legs on the abîme
After your journey through
On the back of your pet Loch Ness
For life can be a monster
A blunder or a wonder in this world
Turns pool tides upward into a
Universal bridge unbending
Without a passion for mystery
Pressed between our pages
There are at least
Two ways to breathe into the night
One is as though nothing is a miracle
Just what is always there
The other the phenomenon that we are
Between the rhythms in our chests
Love will not vanish from our breasts
Even after we are gone
© GÄ
Poétique 